SEVEN DEADLY SINS OR AM I GOING TO HELL???

 

          Recently I was thinking about how envious I become in certain situations. This led me to think about and look up the seven deadly sins. To my surprise, I think I have been guilty of each and every one at some point or another in my life. Does that mean I’m going to hell, if there is a hell?

          What led me to being recently envious was car trips a few of my friends have taken with their husbands. There was one that lasted for days and included their doggies and multiple states. I looked at the photos on Facebook and my eyes, I’m sure, became grass green. I envied their coupleness and their travels together.

          Now, that doesn’t mean I can’t take a road trip. Kuma would be great company except when the time would come for us to get out of the car…and maybe even times in the car. Kuma simply cannot stand the sight of another dog when he’s in the car or on a leash. I’m seriously thinking about having the woman who did the training classes work with him one-on-one because I don’t seem to be very successful in eliminating this behavior even though I actually resorted to a (lots of guilt and feeling bad here) shock collar.

          Anyway, I digress. The fact is there is nothing that is keeping me from hitting the road with or without Kuma. I know other women who travel alone and seem to enjoy their trips. I also have traveled alone, but at the end of the day, or sometimes even during the day, it would bring me such joy to share with a companion. What it boils down to is whether or not my desire to get moving is great enough to make me move.

          Now, lust is another of those seven sins and I must admit I have suffered from/with that at times in my life…but not recently. Still, I have great memories of those lustful occasions and the great enjoyment they were able to bring to my mind and body. I don’t think there’s a single lustful memory I wouldn’t be happy, nay eager, to repeat just once more.     

          Pride is another sin I’ve held on to for most of my life. I don’t think I’ve allowed it to interfere with whatever was or is going on in my life. I’m sure if you’re reading these blogs, you may think I suffer from being proudful and I admit that I am when it comes to things like my garden, dog, and ability to live my life alone. There are many other events and occasions in which I’ve taken or do take pride in, i.e., career, long marriage, home, children, grandchildren, me, myself and I. These were not typed in the order of importance, but merely as they popped into my fingers. I think my marriage and my children/grandchildren would top the list when it comes to importance.

I don’t think I’ve ever suffered from gluttony, greed or sloth. I cannot think of any instances where I would have committed these sins, at least not in a major way or for a very long period of time.

The final sin is wrath and I admit to having sinned. There have been times in my life where my rage has known no bounds. I could have and would have easily killed off the person(s) at whom my ire was directed. The only thing that stopped me from permanently eradicating this/these people was prison. Instead, I did the only thing available which was to jettison them from my life. Fortunately, as I grew more mature (older), I came to the realization that becoming this upset and/or hanging on to the resentment was only hurting me, myself and I. At this point in time, and for a number of years now, I’ve been able to think about the recipients of my rage and feel peaceful as opposed to annoyed.

So, am I destined for hell?  I really don’t know because first I’m not sure actually is a hell; and if there is, I tend to wonder how many of my family and friends would greet me on arrival.